"If you must know, I am depressed," George informed her with a nod. He picked up his glass and looked into it... empty all ready? "Which is a perfectly reasonable... reason to drink early and often."
"My my, Miss Greengrass, it sounds like you have something against men," he smirked. How drunk was she? Probably not as drunk as he was. But close. "Do tell me all the sordid details."